Loki

Chapter 1A: Glorious Purpose

(Disclaimer: The following is a transcribed version of the Marvel show Loki. The original storylines, world-building, characters, and plot developments, do not belong to me.)

Year 2012. Along the landscape of the metropolis, New York was in shambles from the invasion of the Chitauri that took place just moments ago. Various columns of smoke rose from the countless skyscrapers that somehow managed to stay in tact. The outside of Stark Tower was no better, with half of the letters from the banner missing and the rest of them in ruins.

"On my way now to coordinate search and rescue." Captain America stated clearly into the communications device, taking up a prompt stride towards the elevator.

Loki's image shimmered as the leader of the Avengers passed him by, mirroring his appearance. "On my way down to coordinate search and rescue." He mocked before reverting back to his true form. "I mean, honestly. How do you keep your food dow-"

"Shut up." Thor said to him deliberately, before slapping a metal device over Loki's mouth and shoving him into a walk towards the elevator. Tony shut the case to the Tesseract before joining the rest of them in the elevator.

Hulk took a step towards it.

"Hey! Whoa, whoa, whoa!" Thor said, extending Mjolnir forward.

"Hey, hey, Buddy." Stark said before extending his hands around him impatiently. "What do you think? Maximum occupancy has been reached."

"Take the stairs." Thor added.

Loki produced a mischevious wave to the disgruntled Hulk as the doors to the elevator were closing, the hint of a grin bloomed from beyond the metal covering. Downstairs, the elevator opened up; the Avengers exited it to be intercepted by a swarm of suited government agents.

"Hand over the case, Stark." One of them prompted, immediately reaching for the case. Tony stuttered as the agents wrestled it out of his hands.

"Hand it over." Another reiterated.

The case had slipped out of Tony's grasp, clattering onto the floor before it suddenly slid. Loki's eyes followed in puzzlement as it did. One of the agents in full swat armor picked it up, paying no notice to its peculiar movement and made his way towards the other end of the hallway. He reached for the knob of the door leading to the stairs when suddenly the entire thing was violently ripped open in a burst of splinters and shrapnel. The suitcase flew into the air after the explosion, unlatching as it hit the floor, causing the Tesseract to come tumbling out of it, skidding over far enough to smack against Loki's boots.

"NO! STAIRS!" The Hulk bellowed as he emerged from it left into the hallway.

Loki looked down, then without hesitation, bent over and reached for the blue cube on the ground, exploding into a cloud of blue mist in an instant.

***

Gobi Desert, Mongolia.

Gusts of wind blew the sands across the desert. Loki's body was covered in sand when he awoke. He awakened seemingly in a daze, ripping the metal device that was clamped over his mouth. Five figures approached him; women dressed in robes. They stared at him. Loki stared back before his eyes darted around in his environment. He got to his feet in an instant. He spied a nearby boulder sunken into the ground then instinctively leaped on top of it.

"I am Loki of Asgard." He proclaimed. "And I am burdened with glorious purpose."

Almost immediately upon finishing his statement one of the women spoke inquisitively in Mongolian, perhaps to ask him who he was. Or what he was doing here.